Willing.
I find it flattering when another pair of eyes look my way. The iris speaks to me words of affection as I blush and look away.
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I find it flattering when another pair of eyes look my way. The iris speaks to me words of affection as I blush and look away.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to kiss another cheek. To hold another hand And love another heart. Sometimes I wonder... If you'll ever notice..
Take a breath and remember this moment forever. I'll gather what's left of us and hang it out to dry..